Chapter 180 Shocked McGonagall and Snape

late at night.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape had just emerged from Dumbledore's office.

"Obviously, there is no suitable professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Snape looked at McGonagall with empty eyes, and said in a long voice, "I found such a thing!"

Mag looked serious, pursed his lips, and did not immediately refute.

Lockhart was different from Quirrell.

Although Quirrell has a bad personality, he is a professor that everyone agrees with. After graduating from Ravenclaw with excellent grades, he served as a teacher at Hogwarts after staying in school, and was promoted to a professor after several years.

Even McGonagall of Gryffindor thinks this kid is good.

Snape also had a good relationship with Quirrell.

So at that time Snape complained that Quirrell's ability was not enough to set a checkpoint for the Philosopher's Stone, and McGonagall was protecting Quirrell.

Lockhart now...

At first, everyone didn't like him very much, and within a few days after school started, this flower peacock even pointed fingers everywhere.

Running to show Professor Sprout how to heal the Whomping Willow, making it look like he's a better Herbology professor than he is.

Recommend your own series of hair conditioner to Snape, it is said that it is optimized according to the formula of the Potter family back then.

He specially wandered to Hagrid's hut, taught him how to prevent the water monster from getting into the well, and taught him how to keep his pet dog's fur shiny.

...

Of course, the most intolerable thing is that he actually gesticulates in front of the great vice-principal McGonagall, how to educate students and how to manage a magic school more efficiently.

He also said that he had learned a lot of experience from the Muggle school and planned to share it with McGonagall.

Nobody knows!

How did Mag control his hand that was about to move with great perseverance.

She almost pulled out her wand on the spot, turned the proud flower peacock into a mouse, and then gave the scum a lesson with a book, a chair, a foot, and a fingernail.

Well, this is just a mental activity, Mag still showed a rare smile, "I have something to do, maybe..."

Then Lockhart could only leave with regret on his face, as if McGonagall had missed a hundred million.

What kind of person is going to be able to make everyone hate him within a few days after entering the school!

"Even so!" Snape was a little annoyed, and his tone became cold, "Dumbledore still rejected my application, preferring to choose such a person! Although we all know that Defense Against the Dark Arts is cursed, no People can serve for two years, but even just teach for one year!"

"Even if it's only for one year!"

Ps: The curse did not say that the professor would die. In the years of Harry Potter, those who died were purely their own making.

"Well, maybe Professor Dumbledore has his own considerations." McGonagall said with a serious face, she turned her head and looked out of the window of the castle.

God, couldn't let Snape see his eyes.

She almost burst out laughing.

Perhaps in the wizarding world, Dumbledore has enough prestige, and people have enough mysterious and serious stereotypes about him. But she worked with this professor at a very young age, so she knew Dumbledore's character all too well.

That is a small child.

Oh~ Forgive her for describing Dumbledore in this way, but this is the truth, she knows that Snape can't be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Dumbledore definitely did it on purpose.

Just play.

Of course, if McGonagall asked him, Dumbledore would definitely have a lot of philosophical and profound words to deal with.

Poor Snape, hee hee.

Just then, they suddenly heard a panicked cry, "Oops!"

Snape's face changed, if he heard correctly, this is...

"Ha~ Rui~ Pot!" Lao Si looked down coldly at Harry who fell on the ground at his feet, his eyes moved, and Ron, Hermione, and...

Draco Malfoy!

And it was Draco who was petrified!

"Petrification is lifted!" Mag quickly waved her wand, but there was no movement, she frowned, "Petrification ends!"

There is still no movement.

Come again!

"All curses end!"

Still... not lifted!

Snape narrowed his eyes slightly, he knew what McGonagall was capable of, such a situation was absolutely abnormal.

He looked down at the three little ones coldly, "Maybe some people have forgotten how to deduct 100 points from Gryffindor last year?"

"Tell me, what happened to Draco?"

Hermione looked at all this in horror. If they deducted one hundred and fifty points from Gryffindor again, then this year's House Cup will definitely be the last one, and it's only a few days since school started!

She didn't dare to see Professor McGonagall, she really didn't know what kind of eyes her dean would look at herself.

It was Ron who said first, "It was Malfoy who bumped into us all of a sudden!"

"Hit you..." Snape stared at Draco, and suddenly reached out and pulled him, turning him over, and saw a magical light pattern of pink feathers appearing on his back. "Anthony threw it?"

Mag swung his wand violently, countless golden dots scattered forward like mist, and a fast-moving trajectory appeared in front of him.

She strode forward, and her figure changed, eventually transforming into a tabby cat.

The tabby cat ran towards the track at an extremely fast speed with a series of afterimages.

You know, Animagus can only turn a wizard into an ordinary animal without magic power!

However, this old witch, who may be surpassed by Dumbledore in the field of transfiguration, after turning into a tabby cat, has a speed far exceeding the speed of normal creatures!

"Harry Potter sent Draco to the infirmary and Hermione to Dumbledore's office."

Before the three little ones could react, Snape raised his wizard robe and flew up.

The wizard's robe was bulging, like a big bat.

The bat speed is also extremely fast.

In an instant, the figures of the two professors disappeared, and the three little ones looked at each other in dismay.

"Fortunately, they didn't deduct our points!" Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

Harry touched Malfoy tremblingly, "He... he couldn't be dead?"

"!!!" Ron's eyes widened.

Hermione ran quickly, "I'll go find Dumbledore quickly, and send him to the school infirmary quickly."

Mag's Advanced Transfiguration,

Snape's flying spell,

The two of them came to the bathroom of the Slytherin bedroom along the trajectory of the golden light at an extremely fast speed.

A transparent bubble blocks in front of them.

Looking in from afar, I saw Anton uttering a shrill cry and falling to the ground.

Not far away, a translucent figure smiled and saluted them from afar.

"Tom Riddle..." Mag's eyes widened with disbelief.

Snape swallowed, his eyes turned extremely cold.

Huh~

The bubbles created a large amount of mist, and the basilisk rolled up Tom's body.

Boo!

Bubbles burst.

The Basilisk and Tom Riddle disappeared without a trace.

The two were about to rush in when they saw a figure suddenly floated above Anton's body, a figure that was too familiar.

Voldemort.

A Voldemort with blank eyes and a distorted face.

"!!!" Mag.

"!!!" Snape.

I saw Voldemort emerging from Anton's body, floating upwards quickly, cracks appeared on his translucent body, countless black rays of light shot out from the cracks, and his whole body seemed to explode.

At this moment, Anton waved his wand, aiming at his eye sockets, "Crucio!"

In an instant, countless black threads emerged from Anton's body, rushed towards Voldemort floating above his body, and pierced through the crack.

There are more and more black lines.

One after another.

In the end, the black thread converged abruptly, turning into a weird twisted chain full of weird patterns, floating out from the back of Anton's head, and the other end was connected to Voldemort, turning into a mass of black threads that filled the cracks on Voldemort's body .

Anton raised his wand gracefully.

The phantom of Voldemort floating around him also raised his wand.

"Recovery!"

"Back to the original!" (Soundless, mouth opens and closes.)

Fragments of rocks, fragments of wall sconces, picture frames, faucets...

All objects flew, and the bathroom quickly returned to its original state.

"Quack quack..." Anton smiled strangely and wickedly.

McGonagall and Snape looked at each other.